“Switch on the heater,” Shane tapped on the back of the driver’s seat and commanded sternly.
“Yes, sir.” Silas immediately did so before promptly turning to look at Shane.
Silas was so shocked to see the disheveled state he was in that his glasses slipped from his nose bridge. “Oh no, Mr. Shane, you are completely wet.”
Natalie was straightening her skirt when she heard that, which prompted her to freeze momentarily before shifting her gaze to Shane.
That was when she realized that he was indeed completely wet like what Silas had said. Stunned, she was so touched that she was rendered speechless.
With his jacket protecting her, only her shoes and the edges of her skirt got a little damp. In comparison to his utterly soaked state, she was definitely way better off.
By now, Natalie was moved and guilt-ridden at the same time.
She removed the jacket from her head and handed it to Shane. “Mr. Shane, use this to dry yourself. It’s dry on the inside.”
“Alright.” Shane did not reject her offer and grabbed the dry part of the jacket to rub his hair.
As Natalie stared at him, she could not help but blush a little. His white shirt had turned translucent in the rain, which showed off every line and curve of his muscular body.
Mr. Shane is well-built indeed!
That night when they slept together, she was so drunk that she did not see anything. What a pity…
Biting her lip, she sighed with slight regret.
“What are you looking at?” Shane had already finished drying his hair and turned to look at her with his dark eyes.
Natalie sprang up and waved her hands in denial. “N-No… nothing…”
“Really?” Shane narrowed his eyes doubtfully.
Natalie quickly averted her gaze and nodded immediately. “Really!”
She would never tell him that she was fantasizing about his body.
“Is that so?” Shane looked up and shifted his gaze away from her, seemingly believing her.
Placing her hand on her chest, she discreetly heaved a sigh of relief.
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